Know Your Bones

Know Your Bones
Glorious mistakes are anxiously waiting to be made
in the nervous arms of a breakdown I find embrace
you shake when you've got nothing to say

I know your bones are begging to step out of your wardrobe
couldn't leave well enough alone
teach them to dance and let them go

there's more to life than a little bit of money, I know
glory is fleeting
but obscurity is eternal
why scream when you've got nothing to say?
I'm not young enough to know everything
if stupidity got us into this
then why can't it get us out again

anything too dumb to be spoken should be sung
a song is never finished only abandoned
sing if you've got nothing to say